No Love by MoneyatMidnight Lyrics
[Hook]
I had to hold on for a minute, I had to lean back yea
I had to hold on for a minute, I had to lean back, yea
I had to hold on, I had to lean back
I had to, drop all of that
I ain't got time to worry 'bout it, nah, that ain't my problem
I ain't got time to worry 'bout it, nah that ain't my problem!
[Verse 1]
In my assigned area, I'm tryna get some of that dairy, huh
That cheese, put it in my pocket
Tryna get shit done, with a rock
Gotta take off, boom I'm 'bout to go
And you know I can't go slow
Gotta go on, gotta go real fast, like speed up on the track
1, 2, 3, apples, go green, apples go green light
And you know I got that Gesundheit, bless you bitch
On my wrist, and my ice, and goodnight
And you know..., I gotta lay down 'cause I gotta take a rest
And you know I got them big checks
[Verse 2]
Got so much money, gotta count it, got me tired
And you know..., the struggle is real
But, we done already been through that
We workin' now, we gotta get up off our back
And get up off our ass, go get the cash
I go, be freestyling in on this bitch, and you know
I ain't even got it real fast, feelin' like
I'm Big Poppa, let me in the door
And you know I already got it hoe
And you know I'mma be on the radio
Ooh, hold on, I done predicted that, way long ago
Already said it, and you know I done already read it
Like the cards, that's tarot
You know I got the crystal gems
And you know I got the carrots...,
Big..., apples..., vegetables...,
[Verse 3]
Broccoli, and my cheese, and you know I got that dramamine
Always talk about the shit, cause you know, you full of it bitch!
And you know I got the, automatic stick, no stick shift
And you know, I gotta kick a nigga real swift in his chest
Thought he was talkin' shit, but you know, he got rid of it
When I hit 'em with the left right, and you know tech-n-fold
And you know, he wanna act real bold
But it got shut down real quick
Ya know, I don't even wanna talk about the shit
It kinda personal, but you know
I got it foldin', and I got it foldin'
And I got it rollin', and I got it rollin'
[Verse 4]
Rollin the dough, get back up, get back up into work
Get back up into work
Get back up into work, go get the money
And you know I gotta get all these fuckin' hundreds
Be freestylin' on the track, in the dark, 1:30, it's past that
Almost 2 o'clock, and the freestyle
And you know I got the Honda Accord
Honda Accord that A6, but you know I trade it like and Audi bitch
And you know, that's what it is, but you know you gotta come up...,
With the-- other shit
German engineering, got the mind fucked up, yeah
I had to hold on for a minute, I had to lean back yea
I had to hold on for a minute, I had to lean back, yea
I had to hold on, I had to lean back
I had to, drop all of that
I ain't got time to worry 'bout it, nah, that ain't my problem
I ain't got time to worry 'bout it, nah that ain't my problem!
[Verse 1]
In my assigned area, I'm tryna get some of that dairy, huh
That cheese, put it in my pocket
Tryna get shit done, with a rock
Gotta take off, boom I'm 'bout to go
And you know I can't go slow
Gotta go on, gotta go real fast, like speed up on the track
1, 2, 3, apples, go green, apples go green light
And you know I got that Gesundheit, bless you bitch
On my wrist, and my ice, and goodnight
And you know..., I gotta lay down 'cause I gotta take a rest
And you know I got them big checks
[Verse 2]
Got so much money, gotta count it, got me tired
And you know..., the struggle is real
But, we done already been through that
We workin' now, we gotta get up off our back
And get up off our ass, go get the cash
I go, be freestyling in on this bitch, and you know
I ain't even got it real fast, feelin' like
I'm Big Poppa, let me in the door
And you know I already got it hoe
And you know I'mma be on the radio
Ooh, hold on, I done predicted that, way long ago
Already said it, and you know I done already read it
Like the cards, that's tarot
You know I got the crystal gems
And you know I got the carrots...,
Big..., apples..., vegetables...,
[Verse 3]
Broccoli, and my cheese, and you know I got that dramamine
Always talk about the shit, cause you know, you full of it bitch!
And you know I got the, automatic stick, no stick shift
And you know, I gotta kick a nigga real swift in his chest
Thought he was talkin' shit, but you know, he got rid of it
When I hit 'em with the left right, and you know tech-n-fold
And you know, he wanna act real bold
But it got shut down real quick
Ya know, I don't even wanna talk about the shit
It kinda personal, but you know
I got it foldin', and I got it foldin'
And I got it rollin', and I got it rollin'
[Verse 4]
Rollin the dough, get back up, get back up into work
Get back up into work
Get back up into work, go get the money
And you know I gotta get all these fuckin' hundreds
Be freestylin' on the track, in the dark, 1:30, it's past that
Almost 2 o'clock, and the freestyle
And you know I got the Honda Accord
Honda Accord that A6, but you know I trade it like and Audi bitch
And you know, that's what it is, but you know you gotta come up...,
With the-- other shit
German engineering, got the mind fucked up, yeah